When i was younger my mom used to say
Someday your prince will come and steal you away
On his white horse you'll ride
Across the utopian valleys  
Im still waiting for those promised fantasies
As i got older my momma comforted me
The time will come, await the day
"You'll find love, i assure you"she used to say
Love doesn't want to be found
Love likes to hide and not make a sound
When you're ready it reveals itself
In the most beautiful, unexpected ways
Dwelling in a divine creature
That blinks at you while you gaze
At him while admiring his features
And out of nowhere, it hit you
The one thing you knew was due
But never thought would come true.
All the fairytales are vanished
Replaced with cursive words
Dancing to the rhythm of this curse
That is in fact two-faced
Thus, nothing's ever too messy to be chocolate glazed.